somebody new

I come back to life whenever I meet somebody new

anybody new

It's something like I get a booster and I fly higher

can you picture it? 

engineers, lovers, poets, artists, friends

that is what I am alive for 

those are the ones I owe my life for

they have religions and visions and when I envision

my life growing simultaneously as them

I desire more of them with careful precision 

not to creep anybody out

I don't want to creep nobody out 

I just want to love you 

so let me love you

inspire me         desire me

grow with me

for what do we owe life other than each other

and if you are a sister or mother or brother or father

or a lover

write poetry with me and let us share it with each other

once there was a baby

Can I be your mother and feather and wrap around you

Keep you warm whenever I need you

I held a baby today and for every day of my life I want to keep one

Would you be my baby

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Can I let you crawl up my chest the way that baby did to me

Make you smile and set you free

The city never sleeps and if I were to be your mother I shall never sleep

Motherly instinct     Him     He

To me I need you to flee 

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Don’t be resentful when I don’t listen to your call

If you feel lonely come and find me we can talk

Not the same way my mother never listened to me

Rest upon my shore like an orphan I’ll offer you a home

Not the same way you hardly had a home

sweet sweet boy

I dreamt I was shut in a little box

I say nice to meet you

and walls close up upon me

suffocate me

am I ever entirely happy? 

who is this boy...Happy?

you are around me                   stay around me

perhaps that is what it feels to be happy

my happiness dissolves into something incomplete

never                 never              was it complete

hello, sweet!

your eyes peeping     gawking      weeping

with a flame

am I to blame? 

like a candle laid on an ethereal grave

your eyes lay and burn me        and your gaze

oh sweet!

only here I allow my heart to breathe

without having to watch out

I want to breathe 

is there one thing more deadly than an abandoned grave

you, my sweet!

how could you be so sweet?

everything remains incomplete